I met her at the bookstore. Our place to meet. She had come early and I had arrived late. She had many problems at home. Her husband was comming down hard on her. Cancelling her AOL account. Kids leaving. She was down. We talked. We hugged. She was wearing two shirts and jeans. Security clothes; the kind you feel protected and secure in.
"Let's get away from this bubble of bad energy we just made here." I said, and took her hand, leading her to the car. I put her in, and we drove to the marina. She had to pee. I tied the scarf to her wrist. Bought a soda. Then we talked about living on a house boat while we looked over the harbor.
"Have you ever been bound by word?" I asked her. "No" she whispered. "If I put your wrists together and say
'click' you are bound and can not take your wrists apart. If you do, I will spank you." I put her wrists
together and whispered "click". I kissed her again, only this time it was hotter. "I can play with your tits, or do anything I want now because you are bound by my word." She groaned.
I asked her about her fantasies, and she told me about one she had last night, where I had bound her and
undressed, then climbed on top and rubbed my beard against her lips. She wanted to kiss me, but I wouldn't let her. "Click" I whispered again, separating her hands. I smelled her perfume. We were excited. "Let's go somewhere" I said, leading her by the scarf.
We drove to my office. We talked about hotels on the way, and about how the Westwater looks like a hotel in the movie "The Shining". And about how she got really drunk one night and talked to her brother in law on line, learning a lot about him and he about her.
We arrived at the office and parked in a dark corner of the parking lot. I laid out the sleeping bag and we
crawled in back. We laid down and I took one of her wrists in my grip. We kissed. I pulled her other wrist up to the one I had, and whispered the word, "click". She groaned as I slipped my hand up her shirt. I felt her breasts, she was wearing no bra. Her breasts felt big and firm. I really like the feel of them. I slipped my hand down her pants, and felt no underwear. Good slave. I unzipped her jeans and felt her shaved mound. I dipped my finger between her pussy lips and felt her wetness. She was very hot and slippery. I lifted her shirt, exposing those beautiful globes. I pinched her nipples, drawing her to me for a kiss. She groaned and responded passionately.
I slipped her jeans down past her knees and told her that when I run my hand down her belly she must open her legs wide for me. I slid my hand down, and she hesitated. I slapped her thigh twice and she opened her legs sweetly. I could smell her passion filling the car. I positioned myself over her so my jeans clad thigh rubbed her smooth mound. She groaned and writhed under me. I had the urge to cram my cock into her, but decided this wasn't the place for it yet.
She touched my shoulder. "You broke the bondage." I said. She appologized, but I told her she must be spanked for it. I turned her over, exposing her round ass, and slapped her hard four times. She groaned and writhed,
presenting that sweet target each time. "You forgot to thank me for the spanking." I told her, slapping her
again, and she moaned, and breathed "Thank you master." I spanked her until her ass was good and red all over and she was breathing hard, then I turned her over again and pulled her shirts off. She has the firmest natural tits I've ever seen. Very ripe. I slid my hand down her belly and she opened her thighs wide, kicking her feet free of her pants to expose her perfectly smooth pussy glistening with her excitement. She is such a good slave.
I took each of her nipples into my mouth and gently licked and sucked them. Then I bit down a little until she moaned. "I love to feel your mouth on my tits." she breathed huskily. 'That magic goes both ways', I thought, biting harder until she rocked her hips up in passion, and I knew it was time.
I stripped the pants and socks off, leaving her naked and had her crawl out of the car into the moonlit parking lot, then put her wrists together behind her back and gave her the "click". She groaned, looking around the vacant parking lot of the state office where I work. I told her to walk along the sidewalk that circles the building and we went around to my corner office. I let her in and turned on the hall lights, then had her walk down the hall past the empty offices. She moaned and said, "You really like the public nudity thing." as she walked slowly with her eyes cast down but I could see her nippled standing out hard. I grabbed a nipple hard saying, "Yeah, I see it really bothers you." and chuckled as I pulled her along by her nipple. She groaned and hissed at the pain. Just the way she likes it. I pulled her through my assistants office and put her back against the door to my office as I unlocked it, then slid my fingers down her belly and she opened her legs. I could clearly see the wetness on her inner thighs.
"You have quite a mess here, slut." I said feeling her thighs and slipping a finger up her tight little hole.
"Yes, Master" she panted as her belly started to quiver. "Master, may I cum?" she asked.
I removed my finger and slapped her smooth wet mound. "Who comes first, slave?"
She cast her eyes down and said, "Master comes first." I knew she had asked to let me know she was close, so I cut her some slack and told her she would get five spanks on her ass and five on her pussy for being such a cum slut. I opened my office door and led her in. I swept the miscellaneous papers and computer parts aside and had her bend over the desk, then un-clicked her wrists and wrapped her fingers around the far edge of the desk and re-clicked them. Then I pulled out my 18 inch . . . steel . . . ruler. (bet you thought I was really well hung, huh. lol) It's one of those data rulers with multiple holes along it. A perfect little paddle. It also makes delicious marks on a slave's naked ass. I gave her the five swats promised and five more for walking so slowly from the parking lot. Mostly it was just because I think we both thought five were not enough but ten was almost too much. Perfect. Then I unclicked her hands from the desk and had her turn over and spread her legs, holding them high in the air and very wide apart. Her cunt lips gaped nicely and I could see her swolen clit peeking out at me from her smooth wet cleft. She ground her ass against the desk, arching herself up to receive her punishment. I slapped her pussy a few times to warm it up, then brought the ruler down dead center, hoping to capture her clit in one of the holes. Her reaction was immediate and violent, her body writhing as a red imprint of the ruler appeard on her smooth pussy. I smiled and watched as she squirmed and finally settled down presenting her pussy once again.
"Please fuck me, Master." she begged.
"Not until you have had your punishment, slave." I replied as I brought the ruler down once again. As I watched her squirm I thought to myself, 'Wish I'd only told her two on the pussy. I want that now." So you see, Dominants have to make sacrifices too.
After her punishment I kissed her pussy. I could feel the heat radiating from her red tortured skin on my lips a few inches from contact. She moaned when I kissed her and begged me to fuck her again, so I did. When she came, it was volcanic. Her tight lil cunt milked my cock bringing me off instantly and forcefully. Afterward, she slid from the desk to her knees, thighs wide, and cleaned my cock with her mouth, which made it hard again so we had a encore, this time with her bent over the desk while I held her wrists behind her, using them to pull her onto my cock. This time I came first followed by her pulsing orgasm.
I playfully slapped her ass on the way back to the car and she yelped. When we got there, I inspected her ass in the overhead light and saw she had developed whelts where the ruler struck. "I'm afraid that's going to bruise, slave" I said. She just shrugged and said it will remind her of me, and smiled.
I kept her naked during most of the drive back to the bookstore, her hands behind her head, her magnificent tits standing out proudly. She groaned as we drove past a knot of skater boys. I think one may have seen her, but they were busy doing their own thing, and we were gone by the time he could react to the naked beauty he got a glimpse of. I had her put her longest shirt on just as we pulled into the book store parking lot. It was mostly empty with just a few empty cars scattered around, so I had her walk to her car bare assed. We smoked a cigarrete, then I let her put her pants on and kissed her. She turned the kiss into a hot one and I joked about taking her back to the office. I put her in her car and closed the door. We kissed through the open window and I sent her home happy.
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Re: True story of a second date
i like this a lot. i even like the (imperfect) writing. thanks for sharing it.
Re: True story of a second date
Hot story really .. If you improve the writing, this will make very erotic reading. More please.